All posts tagged griping

I need 600 hour days!

Published September 1, 2016 by Iphis of Scyros

Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration, but still!  There just aren’t enough hours in the day for everything I need/want to get done!


Anyway, sorry this is not the myth re-telling of the quarrel between Athene and Poseidon about who would be the guardian god(dess) of the new city that would be named Athens, whichI said last week I’d post today.

It’s just that in looking over the material, I realized I first needed to do the birth of Erecthonius (or however you spell that) and some other stuff, and…yeah, it just became complicated, and today’s class reading really wore me out, so…life conquered the planned post.

But, getting back to the title of the post, I really do need to have multiple days every day.

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Two Year Blogoversary (sort of)

Published August 23, 2016 by Iphis of Scyros

I meant to post this last Friday or Saturday, but stuff happened.

Anyway, it’s now been roughly two years since I started blogging.  (The actual anniversary was last week.  Though as far as WordPress is concerned, it’ll be a little later, ’cause I started out on a different site and re-posted all my earlier posts here in the first day or two.)  Obviously, in the past few months, it’s slowed to the barest of trickles, but things are weird right now and my house is a disaster in progress, plus it’s crazy hot, which makes me not want to do anything.  So once the weather cools off and my house gets less horrible and being back in school makes my life return to a schedule and I adjust to being employed as well as being a student, I should hopefully be able to settle back into a groove.  (Y’know, I think I needed more commas in that sentence…)

will post the myth of Arachne this week, even if I must flog myself in the face to do it.  (Sounds painful.  Good thing I don’t own anything to flog with..)

Okay, so that’s the blogging business taken care of.  Now for the rest of the post, I want to look at myself now vs. two years ago.  (So if you don’t care about my self-analysis (and who would?) you can stop reading now.  I’ll even put in a read-more tag here to make it easier.)

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Why? Why? Why?!

Published February 15, 2015 by Iphis of Scyros

Why does the weather bureau announce that all the snow in the world is going to fall on us in the next 24 hours when I have no food in the house?  The grocery store was packed with lunatics acting like it was the Cuban Missile Crisis or something, because they think we’re going to get a foot of snow by tomorrow morning.  I just needed to buy groceries because I had absolutely nothing to eat in the house.  (Apart from some granola bars, and some clearance Valentine’s Day brownies I’d gotten at Target…)

I don’t know why people overreact to every pronouncement of “huge snowfall dead ahead!”  Nine times out of ten, we don’t get it.  Not in this region.  I’m not sure why it is, but we almost never get the massive snows that everyone around us does.  I think it’s something to do with the way the energy fluxes around the relatively consistently built suburban sprawl, or something.  Air currents or…heck, I have no idea.  I just know that the storms are always weaker than predicted.  Especially for snow, but for regular rain as well.  And yet some people just don’t seem to notice the trend.  They take the weather forecast at its literal word.

I suppose they’re just trying to be protected in case it’s right, but…well, it inconvenienced me, so I thought I would gripe about it, because I have nothing else to talk about.  I wanted a fast entry so I could add to yesterday’s entry, having thought ahead to make a list today…

Just hang up the phone and live already!

Published October 15, 2014 by Iphis of Scyros

There’s this type of person out there who apparently cannot function unless they’re talking on a cell phone.

Driving their cars, waiting in line in a store, going to the restroom, walking down the street, no matter what they’re doing, they’re yammering away into their cell phone.

I always know when my mail’s about to be delivered, because I can hear the mail carrier coming, because of the loud cell phone conversation.

When I was trying to return some cat food that I got overcharged for, the woman in front of me in line was having an involved conversation on her phone while her return was being processed.

As I was leaving the store, the woman putting stuff in the back of her SUV (sparkling clean, and therefore almost certainly not needed) was talking away on her cell phone, despite that she had someone else in the car with her!

Those are the ones that I really don’t get.  They’re sitting there in a car with someone, or walking down the street (or through a store) with someone, but instead of talking to the living, breathing person beside them, they’re talking to their phone instead.  Now, yes, I know there is presumably a living, breathing person on the other end of the phone call (unless they’ve reached Miku), but that doesn’t make it any less rude to the person they’re actually with.

When I see these people who can’t start their car without starting a phone call first, I wonder what kind of life they lead.

I mean, do they routinely say things like “Hold on, I have to brush my teeth”?  Or do they kiss their phones goodnight?

I’d say they have a better relationship with their phones than some people ever have with their spouses, but these are probably the same people who are always lining up at the Apple store to get the newest version of the iPhone.  (Or at whatever other store to get the latest Android phone.  Same mentality; different operating system.)

I seriously doubt they have anything they need to say that’s so urgent that they have to discuss it all the time.  I’m sure it could wait until they get home.

The last time I heard someone on the phone in the ladies’ room (admittedly, this was about four or five years ago) the conversation she was having the entire time she was in there didn’t sound like it was of any importance.  Barely above gossip level, in fact.  So why did she feel the need to be shouting it down her cell phone while on the toilet?

Bigger question.

How did these people live before there were cell phones?  Some of them, yes, are so young that it may not really be an issue.  But I’ve seen women older than I am who seem to have their phones superglued to their hands.   So what did they do before there were cell phones?

Did they have to (gasp!) pay attention to what was in front of them?

Did they (horror of horrors!) have to talk to the people around them?

Did they (say it ain’t so!) have to acknowledge that the rest of the world exists?

And here’s the kicker!

What would these people do if cell phone service went out?

Cell phones–to my limited understanding of them–function via satellites.  So what if the satellites go down?  What if some meteor shower (or what have you) takes out the cell phone satellites?

Normal people should still be able to function just fine.  But these people who need to talk on their cell phones all the time, what about them?  Are they going to start dying of “cell phone withdrawal”?

I’m not sure if it’s more pathetic or galling.

What I am sure of is that every time I see one of them doing a terrible job of driving because they’re so busy talking on their cell phone, I want to use telekinesis to make their phone implode.  (Sadly, I don’t have telekinesis…)

Life. Don’t even talk to me about it.

Published October 5, 2014 by Iphis of Scyros

It’s just one of those days where I can’t even figure out what happened.  Other than a lot of time-consuming nothing.

My brother hit his head quite hard last night, so when it was still hurting this morning, he became convinced he had a concussion.  I had to go get him, drive him to one of those urgent care centers, and then I had to drive him to a different urgent care center, because the first one didn’t have a CAT scan.  Then I had to rush home and feed my cats (due to one of them having kidney issues, I have to give them canned food, which means feeding them four times a day, which gets more than a little annoying) and then hurry back to pick my brother up again.  Fortunately, the second urgent care center was actually pretty close to my house, so that wasn’t too awkward, but it was still annoying.

Then while they sent the CAT scan results to the first urgent care center (so the doctor he’d spoken to earlier could look at them) I had to take him to his place, drop him off, and go to the Target near him to get cat food, which was a royal pain, because that Target is always crazed on weekends. (But I was completely out of cat food, and it had to be Target, ’cause it’s much cheaper there than at the grocery store or the pet store.)  Then I go back to get him, and then we finally had had time to watch this week’s Doctor Who, but I couldn’t go home until the urgent care center called back to let him know if he had a concussion, or brain bleeding, or whatever else might have been causing the extended headache.

Ultimately, they finally called back around 5:00, and it turned out that nothing was wrong.

I’m glad that nothing was wrong.

But it was a colossal waste of everyone’s time.  (And rather a waste of his money, if his insurance doesn’t cover the $300+ cost of the CAT scan!)

So, in the end, I accomplished nothing today, apart from reading about 20 or so pages of the second book that’s due on Thursday.  But I didn’t write a single word of my paper, and I somehow doubt that’s going to happen at this point in the day.

Tomorrow I need to stay home, not answer the phone, not do anything other than working on that paper.  And laundry.  I have to do laundry.  But that doesn’t take all that long.  Mostly, I just have to get that paper written, or else!


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